Finnick Fanfic #15
On our way back, we stop off at the market to sell today's fish. Two druken, middle aged men are arguing over a bottle of whiskey at the alcohol stall.
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On our way back, we stop off at the market to sell today's fish. Two druken, middle aged men are arguing over a bottle of whiskey at the alcohol stall.
I am so hungry, my stomach and body ache allover. After brushing my very long hair, I head down to the beach. It is abandoned, peaceful and quiet. The only sound is the bird's singing.
"I lost my job." I begin sobbing again. "hey, hey. Shhhhhh." he pats my back sympathetically.
He's off on another fishing trip, and dressed up to the nines, with bib and brace and wader boots, and rods and reels and lines.
I've been Making nets all day, my fingers are numb and my head hurts. It turns 4:00, so I start walking to the beach.
I swim through the aqua environment, my movements calm and relaxed as the sun reflects off my metallic scales creating a shining gleam above the surface of the water.
Two friends rented a boat and fished in a lake every day. One day they caught 30 fish.
On a summer's Sunday, gone off to fish, Mother's favourite past time, her only wish, With the Honey Monster close by with a landing net, Those fish won't get away, don't you fret.
It was well known that a certain lake was very poor for fishing up north, but a game warden happened to notice that one guy kept coming home with his limit of fish on several occasions.
I woke up to the sun shining in through the windows, Taneka wasn't in her bed so I decide to go find something to eat, I walked into their kitchen and took out some food, I had gotten half way...
Well, Ive got a new character for you. My dad. Hes very optimistic and funny. I think youll enjoy hearing about him. -- "Umm" i say.
As the Sun peeps through the veil of night, And the chorus of a morning sings a prelude to the day, The boy awakes, and gathers up the tools of a hunters way.
Today I went fishing With a rod in my hand Today I went fishing In no man's land Today I went fishing I got a bite And i knew I had to get the timing exactly right I pulled and I tugged With all of...
Nineteen years later and the diesels hammered on.
Was I four then.
I was fishing with my friend a few days ago, it was going perfectly, the sun was in the sky and the clouds were passing over like gentle feathers on the wings of a bird.